The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

As if he was grabbing onto a chick, Sandra held Samuel and turned around.

Then, he saw a tall and burly disciple standing behind him.

The disciple had chiseled jaws and almond-shaped eyes.

With his extremely cold expression, one could tell that he was a nasty person at a glance.

“You are?” Sandra looked at the person in front of him.

When Samuel saw the person, his eyes lit up.

Then, with a flushed face, he said with great difficulty, ”John… John… Save me…”

John did not even spare a glance at Samuel.

“Someone wants me to break one of your arms and legs, and hand over those spirit stones that don’t belong to you.

Are you going to do it yourself, or do you need my help?”

”Oh?” Sandra glanced at Samuel.

Samuel was so terrified that he felt his soul almost leaving his body.

When he felt the murderous intent that Sandra emitted, Samuel felt his internal organs tremble.

“No… It’s not me… It’s…” Samuel was about to mention Peter, but at the thought of the consequences being worse, Samuel bit his tongue.

However, the fear in his eyes was obvious.

Although Sandra was not as proficient in the pathway to immortality as these disciples who were in the sect for a long time, the wisdom of the ways of the world was common sense.

Hence, when Sandra saw Samuel’s expression, he gave it a quick thought and instantly understood.

The disciple Samuel addressed as John was probably sent by his support.

After all, Sandra was also suspicious as to why Samuel, who was only a mid-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivator, would have so many spirit stones?

Did he really think all the peak first-stage disciples were blind and foolish?

Sandra realized that Samuel was only the lapdog of the disciples in the higher realm than him.

was naturally slightly higher than Samuel’s, and he was the one in

Samuel

ago, his seemingly casual action caused a loud bang, and Samuel smashed

bled again, and his body hurt

and sneered, “Breaking my arm and leg? If the patrol team

said those words, but

Sandra was afraid, and

“Don’t worry about it.

fights that hurt other disciples of the same sect will at most only deduct

when you kill someone will you

enough to be deducted, and after I’m done, Peter will

Sandra quietly remembered

stance, it seems that you’re

don’t blame me for being rude!” John roared, “Witness the strength of a mid-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm! The Shooting Stars

appeared in front of Albert, and he showed

arrived, the next palm

they appeared like stars falling after one another, giving others an extremely

appeared to have

felt that although Samuel and John were of the same realm, their difference in their strength was like heaven

have admitted defeat Unfortunately for John, he met

and his eyes were cold

received the founder’s blessings, Sandra’s

that he showcased it, his footwork had a sense of

Shadows seemed to

John’s expressions instantly changed.

movement like Sandra’s, nor

since he had already attacked, there was no reason

of palms which

of more than dozens of palms condensed into

Bang!

a muffled explosion, and visible airwaves were

fell as he did not manage to hit

he slapped

for the Sandra that John struck, his figure swayed slightly,

It was a phantom!

at this time,

out of the sect, you’ll

laughter made John’s scalp tingle, and every hair

to turn around, John was already swept into a